No, I am not at all Greek in any way !!! I'm Danish - hi *o*
                           But - ever since I was a child I have loved to hear / read about the Greek gods *o* My
                           mum got me 'hooked' on them by telling me bedtime stories about that gang and the Nordic gods too -O*
                           Then we fast forward to about 2000 or 2001 when I got the idea writing to a friend
                           that my imaginary version of the great American
                           movie star Johnny Depp named Johnny Sweets Magpie is the son of Aphrodite,
                           the Greek goddess of love !!!
                           None other would do!
                           Since I think Johnny Depp is the closest you get to an ideal man - and my fictional
                           fella is my little god of love anyway *O* - he had to descend from the most beautiful and seductive goddess ever *o*
                           Also because I didn't want to mix up real persons like Johnny Depp's real life family
                           and such in all these stories ...
                           Johnny Depp is certainly REAL !!!
                           But the guy I am clucking about - except when explicitly stated otherwise - is NOT the
                           real life Johnny Depp !!!!!
                           Only modeled more or less loosely over same gorgeous man *o* ... my fictional fella for
                           one thing have no tattooes - claimed he was too big a chicken to get them all all at once when I invented him *O*
                           But that cheeky little immortal - Johnny Sweets Magpie, that is - later started
                           asking difficult questions *pouts and looks very spoiled - 'cause she is - by an expert; same Johnny *O* * My baby
                           want to know who his dad was then, please?
                           He was a bit afraid it was Ares, the god of war. 
                           You see, my darling has a bit of a temper - flares up and yells at people so could in
                           a way easily be son of old Ares ...
                           But strangely enough you just have to frown at Baby - erm, Johnny - and he behaves so
                           very sweetly again most of the time I don't have the heart to go on being mad at him *o*
                            
                           EMBARRASSED EDITOR: Now, birdie - that ain't true ... I have been known to get into
                           fights at the drop of an hat and - and ... Why are you smiling? That ain't so funny actually ...
                            
                           No *o* It was you and your beloved hats I was thinking off *O*
                           And yes, sweetie. You have got into some scrapes ... 
                           But if you love the people you have got mad at you do behave like I clucked! Being
                           much more sweet than hotheaded *kisses her blushing, but happy sweetie *
                           Knowing that I talked a bit with my beloved mother-in-love - Aphrodite spoils all my
                           mother-in-law jokes by being as sweet to me as she is to her darling baby boy - and after a bit of talk we decided on Hermes
                           for the role as Johnny Sweets' dad!
                           Hermes is the Greek god of - everything, it sometimes seems ... 
                           He's the god of politicians, merchants, thieves, (the ancient Greek had the same view
                           of the world as I do it seems - tshee-hee-hee *O* ) actors, (GRINNING EDITOR: Nice company Depp's keeping -o* ) musicians,
                           scientists and - and you name it *O*
                           Not to mention Hermes has been my beloved honorary - and totally imaginary, of course
                           - uncle since I was a small hatchling running around trying to keep up with my mum *o*
                           But the 'company' is yours, honey - the real life Johnny doesn't descent from
                           - lovely faces, you can make of me, Johnny-boy *O* But at the time my cutie pie declared
                           himself quite satisfied with our choise of dad for him and left to jam with Uncle/Daddy Hermes in the barn.
                           On his way out the door though he asked over one shoulder "And who's your mum and dad
                           then gonna be, little honey hen?"